.. upset." Upset about what?" I asked. "Was it the memories?"Danielle snorted. "No. She's confused and doesn't believe she really saw your memories." ...What do you mean? What does she think happened?" I asked."She thinks you drugged her," Danielle said.I blinked at the redhead. "Drugged her? With what?"She shrugged. "A hallucinogen of some kind. She said it must have been in the wine cooler."I sighed. "That's crazy." I know," Danielle said matter-of-factly. "Jordan and I finished it off to prove. "Anyway, your tab is mine and there's nothing you can do about it."This made me laugh again. I liked Richard. I liked him a lot. For the first time, I really looked at him.He was not fat, like my father. He had steel gray hair, which he wore cropped very close to the head, militarily close. I knew (suspected, anyway) from his bearing that he was ex-military, a retired Marine or maybe Army. He didn't look like an officer, though. My father was a retired colonel. His hands, huge and calloused and. He decided then and there to be nice to whoever was waiting and not leave anyone with hard feelings.“A penny for your thoughts?” Carol chirped after glancing at the bedroom door.“I’m thinking about hard feelings,” he replied.That surprised her, “Hard feelings?” she repeated.“Well ... I’m feeling hard anyway, Carol, and he pulled her into his arms and kissed her softly on the mouth, barely making contact.“Oooooohh,” Carol sighed, taken aback by the gentleness of his kiss.He kissed her again,. I asked him if his intention was fucking me in the ass with such huge anaconda and he told me I was right: he was going to sodomize me.He spat down and his warm saliva hit my asshole and the tip of his cock.He then began working my asshole with the head of his cock. My eager rear door quickly began to open for him. The cockhead invaded me just less than an inch and the feeling made me let out a very wild pain cry. That monster dark thing was really thick…He smiled and grabbed a tub of Vaseline.